The Enduring City

Hebrews 13:14
For here we do not have an enduring city, but are looking for the city that is to come.

Traveling far and wide
Searching side to side
For a place to call our own
A city to call our home

Walking on foot, driving by car
Searching for a city near and far
For a home we think is best
A place for family, a place to rest

Yet we search both night and day
For a home in which to stay
While poverty creeps in and steals the sleep
Unfortunate ones live in the street

No roof above, no floor below
No bed to sleep, no place to go
No special place to call their own
No enduring city to call their home

Yet if we think about it long
Believers too can sing this song
For this earth is not our own
This place not meant to be our home

For we were never meant to stay
This earth will too soon pass away
Yet we still look for that enduring city
Coming on that glorious day

When the trumpets sound
And the sleeping rise
When we meet our Lord Jesus
Up in the skies

The place He prepared
We will finally see
The Enduring City
Built for you and for me

Author: Marie Fitts

Wife, Mom, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Friend, Writer, Dog Lover, Grated in and Grateful, Child of the Most High God!

2 thoughts on “The Enduring City”

  1. Your poetry is like cuddling next to a warm fireplace.
    This poem reminds me of the song, “This is not where I belong” …take this world and give me Jesus…
    Love the message of both – well done Marie 🙂

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